More than two decades into his successful career -- yes, he has now been recording for more years than his dad did -- should not have to fend off comparisons to his iconic father. But like his also-performing younger brothers , , and , one supposes he always will, and one has to wonder just what would have made of an album as disappointing and insignificant as 's second album outside of his group . With -- comprised largely of other offspring -- proved that he possessed a voice of his own (even if its physical qualities were eerily similar to those of 's). On albums such as 1988's broke far enough away from the familiar style to demonstrate that was developing into a formidable songwriter and vocalist, without losing sight of his legacy. Fast-forward nearly two decades, and has not grown much -- if anything, he has seemingly run out of forward-looking ideas. With his familial genre-defining roots -- and more contemporary variations -- still underpinning his songs, is never afraid to step out of bounds. But as he did on his first solo album, 2003's again takes the safest routes, watering down the arrangements and the playing until the tracks veer close to - territory. More appalling is that 's lyrics have become sophomoric at best, cliche-ridden faux anthems that one might have expected from him as a teenager but certainly not as a seasoned adult artist. With , in particular, having reached the top of the charts with his monumental, cutting-edge album in 2005, it would seem that , once the great hope for the next generation of Marleys, has been surpassed ~ Jeff Tamarkin